Hello, so sorry for the long, OK, eternally long update, I am so ashamed, I have no excuses or any explanation except SORRY! So to make up for leaving this story for so long, I am giving you three chapters, bringing this story up to a round 10 chapters so I will also finish it now.

And another note, this chapter isn't really smutty but still lot's of HUDDY goodness. Enjoy!

Trapped

February 2006

"House!" Dr Lisa Cuddy called her most troublesome but best Doctor just as he got into the elevator and go home for the weekend. He didn't have any cases, he'd done all his clinic duty for the week and his team had already left, it was nearing 11:00 so he had no idea what trouble he could be in.

"What now?" He whined, too tired to think of a witty comment.

"Nothing just wanted you to hold the elevator for me." She stated.

"Oh, right." He said, stepping over to let her in. He pushed the button and the elevator started. But it had only gone about four feet before it halted right to a stop, neither were prepared for it. While House had been leaning against the wall and braced himself, Cuddy had been standing right in the middle of the elevator and fell right to the floor, banging her head on the wall.

"Ow! Christ, what the hell was that?" She groaned, sitting up, holding her head.

House tried the buttons before pushing the alarm. "Stuck elevator."

"Well get it started." She snapped.

"I pushed the alarm, that what that screeching sound is. Don't worry someone is bound to notice the Boss is missing." He mocked, as if talking to a child. It was then though that he noticed she had gotten hurt. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing, how original." He limped over and grabbed her head. "No bleeding, you'll probably just have a thumping good headache in the morning."

"Like I do after talking to you." She responded.

"Jeez, and here I was trying to help you."

"I'm fine."

"Well you don't sound it."

"I just don't like getting trapped in elevators." She admitted.

House smirked. "How many times has it happened to you?"

"A couple."

"Anything happen during those couple of times?"

"No."

"There you go then."

"First time for everything." Cuddy pointed out. "Have you tried the phone?"

"Actually no, I haven't." House said truthfully. Before he could grab it though, Cuddy did and ended up relaying to Brenda on night duty, that they were trapped and could they get Maintenance on it. After a few more minutes, people were working to get them free, but Brenda said it could be about two or three hours before that happened.

"Great." Cuddy moaned, hanging up.

"What? At least you're stuck with a sexy Doctor for company." House smirked. Cuddy just glared at him and sat on the floor. House thought it best not to annoy her. Well, for a while at least, she did look quite nervous.

"Cuddy, you shouldn't worry. They're working on it and we'll be out of here in no time." House said kindly.

Cuddy looked at him strangely. "Why are you being nice?" She asked slowly.

"You just look really scared."

"I am not scared!" Cuddy cried.

"Course not, so why are you shivering?" House questioned.

"They had to turn off the heating to get us free." Cuddy stated, though she couldn't deny she was getting colder by the second. House took off his coat and gave it to her. Seen as how he was wearing three layers underneath that.

"Thanks." She said shrugging it on. It was times like these Cuddy remembered that House wasn't all bad and he could be nice to other people. He smiled back and sat down next to her, groaning a little when his leg gave a twinge.

"Wanna candy bar?" He offered producing it from his backpack. He was just teasing her now, he knew she didn't eat much chocolate.

"Maybe if I'm desperate enough later." She smiled.

"Fine more for me." House said ripping another open and scoffing it in about three bites. Cuddy stared in disgust.

"Take time to breath." She said.

"Never have, no need to." House said starting to suck on a lollipop and banging his cane on the floor of the elevator.

"You know those are meant for the children."

"I deserve them more. I'm braver than they are." House pouted. Cuddy rolled her eyes and rummaged through his backpack.

"Hey what are doing?" He said trying to snatch it away, but Cuddy held it away from him. House reached across her to grab it but she just stretched away. House managed to get it out of her hands but only after he was leaning right over her, their noses practically touching. He looked her right in the eye, before she did the sensible thing and pushed him away.

"I just thought you would have your iPod in there, could do with some music." She said, straightening her clothes.

House nodded and pulled it out, secretly though he was disappointed about what had just happened, well disappointed that she had pushed him away. He was truthfully getting ready to kiss her, and finally give in to his feelings for her, but missed his chance. Though this would be the perfect time to do so, after all they were trapped.

"What've you got?" Cuddy asked as she turned the iPod on.

"I think I was listening to my AC/DC playlist today." House said. He took one of the ear pods and gave the other to Cuddy. And he was right as 'Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap' filled their ears.

"AC/DC should've known." Cuddy said. "Big rock, metal band, just you're style."

"Yeah." House agreed gloriously. "Do you actually know anything about them?"

"They're a band, they play music." Cuddy said. "That's what all music is about right?"

House just stared agape at her. "WHAT?" He bellowed. "How can you say that? Music is a wonderful thing, passionate, thrilling, they sing about what you feel, about how you want to feel. How can music just be…music. It's so much more than that." House stumbled, not believing what he was hearing.

Now it was Cuddy's turn to stare at him agape, she had never heard talk to passionately about anything other than diagnosing, and here he was talking about music like it was the best thing in the world.

"Fine then, educate me." She said.

"Now?"

"Why not, we can't go anywhere." She pointed out.

"Alright then. First things first…" And for the next hour House taught Cuddy in the beauty of rock'n'roll music. With House pausing his explanations, to play a couple of songs and illustrate his points. Cuddy just sat quietly and listened in awe of House and his definite love of music and she couldn't hide the grin at his own passion of speaking about music and the band.

"Wow!" She said after he had finished. "That is incredible."

"I know they're a great band."

"No, I mean you. You're so obsessed by music, I had no idea it meant so much to you."

"Well it does." House said shortly. "Now onto the next…"

After another lesson in music, House needed a break. Cuddy seemed to sense this and just listened to the music. House closed his eyes and began thinking, he appreciated that Cuddy understood him. She may not agree with him and she may not always like him but she understood him and had never asked him to change. He did greatly value that from her.

That was one thing Stacy never understood about him and he couldn't make her stay to understand. She had been gone about three weeks now and truthfully he wasn't too hung up about it. He knew everyone expected him to be but he wasn't, he had healed, if that was the word to use, he wasn't sorry to see her go there was actually a secret story behind that. He was truly over her and had been for a few years now. It just seemed everyone else couldn't see that, Wilson especially was waiting for the phone call which would tell him that House was lying on the floor in a drunken state like the last time Stacy had left.

But not this time. House knew it wouldn't happen.

"You OK?" Cuddy asked bringing House out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, why?" He said trying to make out so.

"You just looked really deep in thought, anything you want to share." Cuddy offered. She was good at listening, she really was. And as she lived alone, she understood that House didn't have anyone to listen to him, though he didn't like to talk about his feelings, he had to at some point. And anyone else he could talk to would look into it too much, such as Wilson or Cameron. But Cuddy wouldn't, she would just sit and listen. She tried to tell him so with her eyes, and thankfully he got the message. He took a deep breath and began talking.

"I was just thinking about Stacy." House said quietly.

"What about? Are you OK with her leaving, it seems like it but you can never really tell with you, House."

"OK, if I tell you the truth, do you promise you won't ever tell anyone, especially Wilson."

"Absolutely. I love secrets." Cuddy smiled gamely.

"Well, the whole situation with me trying to get Stacy and then letting her be with Mark." He stopped deciding whether to continue. "I played her." He whispered. Cuddy had to lean in to hear him. But she didn't say a word. "I didn't want her, not at all. I just made her believe I did, so she would feel torn and feel hurt and feel betrayed by the one person she thought she loved."

"Revenge." Cuddy whispered as she realised. "For your leg."

"Yes." House admitted.

Cuddy sat back and took it in. House had been a very good actor, he had most definitely played her well. Slowly she turned to him and could see he was still debating about whether it was the right thing to do or not.

"Good idea." She said. House turned to her frowning. "I know I have no right to say this because I played a part in your leg as well, but I think she deserved that. You really got to her and it worked out so well. You don't know what she told me, the reason she was leaving, do you?" House shook his head. "She came into my office, that night after you told her to stay with Mark, I'm guessing. She had come to my office earlier and didn't know whether or not to stay with you, she asked me what you were like after the infarction. And I told her."

"What?"

"That you were a narcissistic pain-in-the-ass, much like you were before. She said she thought she remembered you being fun and I just couldn't believe it. I know she probably didn't mean it but that was all she said. So it seemed like the only reason she was giving up on her marriage was because she thought you had been fun." House smirked at her. "I know, I know. And after you pushed her away, got your revenge, I assume now. She came to me and told me she was leaving, she said that she realised that no matter what she did you would always hate her for your leg, and that you were a horrible bastard who hated everyone and didn't want to be with anyone. And then gave her notice in, but I could see she wanted to leave right that second, so I let her."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." Cuddy said looking away.

"Oh come on, you must have said something."

"Well I may have said that you could be nice if you were with the right person, who understood you and understood you weren't gonna change for anyone."

House stared at her, astounded. She really did understand him. Suddenly at that moment he wanted her, he wanted to lose himself right there in her. So he did. He leaned into her and pulled her closer, pressing his lips onto her. Just as she opened her mouth to protest, big mistake, as House forced his tongue into her mouth, probing, curious and full of adoration and lust. Just when he thought she would really push him away, he was pleasantly surprised when she reciprocated and began massaging his tongue with hers. Strangely after a few more moments of making out, she was strong, vigorous and persuasive and he was soft, gentle and tender. After all their years of fighting and arguing, they had finally given into their feelings of love, that were so obvious through all their years together.

Finally they needed to breath and had to pull apart, eyes closed they leaned their foreheads against one another and breathed deeply. Cuddy was nervous of looking at House expecting to see a smug look of satisfaction he had finally made a spectacle of Lisa Cuddy. But instead when she lifted her head to meet his eyes, she was met with a look of pure affection which matched her own. This let her lean in and plant her own lips onto his and gently bite down, enough to bruise.

BANG BANG

Cuddy pulled back, her heart pounding. Inside the elevator and with the silence those bangs had sounded like mini explosions. House, himself was a little spooked, but then became suitably pissed off when he realised that the Maintenance workers were almost there to let them free.

"Fuck off!" He cried. He turned back to Cuddy but she had already stood up and trying her hardest to make sure she didn't look like she had just made out with House. He stood up and roughly took his coat from her. She looked at him questioningly.

"Wouldn't want to get tongues wagging would we?" He said pulling his coat back on himself. "Well unless it's ours." He winked. Before she could respond, the doors were forced open and they finally found themselves free.

House limped out dragging his backpack, ignoring all the questioning stares of everyone gathered round the elevators. Cuddy just smiled and told Maintenance to make sure it didn't happen again. After she checked to make sure the hospital was still running smoothly then retreated to her office. But her thoughts were somewhere else.

'Why did he kiss you? Why? Why now? After everything that has happened, why now? What does this mean? Does he want more? Does he want me to go see him? Should I just ignore this and carry on as if nothing had happened?'

Then another voice started in her head. 'But would you really want that? I mean come on Lisa, this is House. The admittedly sexy, gruff maverick man who you've been pining over for years. He's the kind of man who you're mother always warned you about, the one who would treat you right for a day then break your heart. And you just can't help yourself, you love him. You really do, don't you Lisa?' And with that she stood up, gathered her things, got in her car and drove straight over to House's apartment.

Meanwhile House was also thinking, sitting at his piano, playing 'Behind Blue Eyes', he thought about what had happened. 'You scared her off, you took your chance and now she wants to forget it. She wants nothing to do with you except your brain and that to only help the hospital. After all these years, you won't get her, because come on House, there is no way a woman like Cuddy could ever fall for you. She just had a fleeting moment of madness in the elevator probably a chill ran through her and she needed to get warmed up. Or all those years of loneliness finally got to her and she needed someone if only for a few seconds. Just forget about it House, go to work on Monday and act as if nothing happened, that is what Cuddy will do.'

But his thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing, frowning at the clock, House grabbed his cane and hobbled to the door, wondering who his late night visitor was. He opened the door and to his genuine surprise, was met with Lisa Cuddy.

"Hi, can I come in?" She asked coyly.

"Of course." House said stepping back to let her enter. She left her briefcase on the floor and took her coat off, handing it to House who put it in his closet. He then followed her to the couch. "So why are you here?"

"Why did you kiss me?" She asked bluntly. Well if she was being blunt so could he.

"I wanted to."

"Why?"

"I did."

"You know you're making this really difficult."

"I do. Why did you let me kiss you?"

"I just did."

"Now who's being evasive."

"House, this is complicated. This morning we were just colleagues and now we're-"

"Not sure whether to forget or fuck."

"As always your input is welcomed with horror."

"See this is what we are about. We understand each other, we work, why should we stop what was eventually gonna happen. It just seems eventually is here now."

"That actually makes sense."

"My God, we agree on something." House said with a look of playful shock.

Cuddy grinned and this time she leaned in to kiss him. He pulled her into another deep, loving kiss leaving her legs weak and panting for breath. She hated that he could do this to her but she also loved that he could make her feel this way.

Somehow they stumbled to the bedroom, leaving a trail of Cuddy's jacket, blouse, skirt and House's t-shirt along the way. Cuddy dropped onto the bed, House sitting next to her letting his cane hit the floor. They just sat there for five minutes, making out like they were teenagers on a first date. Suddenly House reached into the drawer of his side table and pulled out a condom. Cuddy grinned and unzipped his jeans, letting him prepare the protection. She leaned back onto the bed as he ran his hands over her body, removing the last piece of clothing, her underwear.

Finally he was inside her, thrusting in gently at first, the driving in faster and faster as the passion became more and more, he became harder, she became wetter. Then she cried out his name as she reached her peak. He slowed down, still inside her and kissed her neck, murmuring comfort words of some kind, hopefully things she wouldn't remember, too embarrassing. Then to his sudden surprise, she forced him onto his back and kissed him, her arms round his neck, pulling him towards her. Then she began sink into him, as he reached his peak, but he bit down onto his lip determined to tease her and not shout out her name. She realised what he was doing and instead she just laughed and leaned into his open arms. Right where she belonged.